Duffy
06-25-10, 03:50 PM
Duffy slinked into Restoroth's Tinkers on 33rd Avenue off Bumble Lane and pulled back his hood to show his face and smile to the shopkeep. He had not been here in a while, many years in fact, and whilst he doubted he would be recognised he plied his charm just in case.
"Good afternoon sir!" He said brightly as he walked over to the oak counter and deposited a collection of items wrapped in a sheet of silk. They rattled and chimed unseen. "I was wondering if you still dead forge-work, and more importantly, if you could still enchant items of a peculiar nature or with peculiar effects?" He cocked his head to add inquisitive overtones to his question and unfolded the cloth.
Inside rested three daggers. Duffy sheathed the more ornate of the trio into his belt, it was Wainwright's Riposte and was far too powerful and precious to risk in the smelting and refining process. The other two were simple iron dagers, well used and battle-worn. "This 'ere is Tooth & Nail, as you can see, Tooth ain't got much bite n'more."
He picked up the broken hilt in one hand and the blade in the other. "I was wondering if you could fix this one, and bind them both in steel to strengthen them - not too bothered if they cut as strong, just s'long as they resist to parry." He clocked the shop keep to check he was still all ears then dropped the shards back onto the silk.
"And then of course I'd like ta enchant them, one to bite harder, and one to scratch deeper." He enjoyed the theatrics of naming his weapons a little too much. "What sort of protection enchantments can you ply and what sort of one shot pony tricks can you do?"
If he was going to restore them, to slay Lucian in the final moment with the very dagger that he had driven through Duffy's hand years earlier, it was going to need a little more than a new paint job.
"Good afternoon sir!" He said brightly as he walked over to the oak counter and deposited a collection of items wrapped in a sheet of silk. They rattled and chimed unseen. "I was wondering if you still dead forge-work, and more importantly, if you could still enchant items of a peculiar nature or with peculiar effects?" He cocked his head to add inquisitive overtones to his question and unfolded the cloth.
Inside rested three daggers. Duffy sheathed the more ornate of the trio into his belt, it was Wainwright's Riposte and was far too powerful and precious to risk in the smelting and refining process. The other two were simple iron dagers, well used and battle-worn. "This 'ere is Tooth & Nail, as you can see, Tooth ain't got much bite n'more."
He picked up the broken hilt in one hand and the blade in the other. "I was wondering if you could fix this one, and bind them both in steel to strengthen them - not too bothered if they cut as strong, just s'long as they resist to parry." He clocked the shop keep to check he was still all ears then dropped the shards back onto the silk.
"And then of course I'd like ta enchant them, one to bite harder, and one to scratch deeper." He enjoyed the theatrics of naming his weapons a little too much. "What sort of protection enchantments can you ply and what sort of one shot pony tricks can you do?"
If he was going to restore them, to slay Lucian in the final moment with the very dagger that he had driven through Duffy's hand years earlier, it was going to need a little more than a new paint job.